A Buried Box, a Lost Letter, and a Family Reunited
One calm afternoon, I spotted my elderly neighbor, Mrs. Cartwright, digging beneath an old tree in her backyard. Moments later, she collapsed beside the hole, and I rushed over to help. Thankfully, she was breathing, and as I tended to her, I noticed a weathered wooden box buried in the soil. Inside were faded photos,…
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